You're a waiter at a cafe or bistro with a sidewalk area for smokers or overflow customers. The sidewalk is about 8 ft wide, and the tables and chairs eat something like 5-6 ft of it, depending on how people are sitting at each table, bags sticking out, etc. There's 2 rows of tables with a gap in the middle for people to use, both in getting to and from the tables and in passing the area where the cafe is.

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Yes. (FWIW, I wasn't any of the parties involved. I just happened to walk by as the incident started to unfold, and started observing it, because it quickly became clear that the only person at any risk was the waiter, and they were only making their own bed.)

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Well, I didn't word it that way, but it's not unreasonable to answer it trying to guess what the waiter actually did. (Not that it would be difficult to guess. I'll readily admit each question hinted at the previous answers.)

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Complaining of hmm, I think "entrapment" would be the closest US equivalent, and of police brutality (nope - bruised feelings don't count).

Threats of legal retaliation against everyone involved, including me when I made a "What have you been smoking?" comment aloud after the mention of police brutality. (Police officers then advised the waiter that threatening potential witnesses was a Bad Idea. There were more words exchanged, including "blackmail".)

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In my family, we call this sort of thing instant karma* and cling to it as a reason to not be completely depressed by the world.

* So dubbed after being stuck in backed-up traffic and watching a car in front of us pull into the wrong lane, pass a long line of cars, and make a turn around the stopped cars to continue merrily on their oh-so-more-important-than-ours way.

Then the police car a few spaces behind us flipped on its lights, pulled around traffic and chased that motherfucker down.